I was back for a visit in NYC and I went paddling with my old dtbh kayak buddies.
We, or actually I, was trying to collect a ton of beach glass to us for my next Figment Festival art project. Years ago I found a beach in
I found the beach but it only had some glass on it, not nearly as much as I remember. I picked up some, then found quite a bit more at another location that some of the real “locals” pointed me to.
We also found a bit of trash on some of the beaches. You don't see this amount of crap in PNG yet!
When we got way down near the very bottom of Bayone we saw what appeared to be a castle perched, up on top of a grassy cliff. For a while we thought we were in
It is totally crazy to have a golf course here.
Compare and contrast the course with the next door neighbor fuel terminal. St. Andrews doesn't have anything like this!
It does have a nice beach, and I am dreaming of some guerilla evening golf to the tune of full moon someday in the future.
I did find a whole bunch of floating golf balls. It turns out the driving range is made-up of floating balls and a 5 acre area sectioned off by an oil boom. A lot of balls must get hit out of the park. I brought them back to PNG.
Now I just have to train the dogs to fetch them out of the surf off of my porch and I’m all set.
We fooled around a lot on the way home. Most of the delays were caused by me picking up glass. It got very very dark, as it usually does at night, and the tide turned against us. The trip ended just like the old days paddling into the tide, in the dark, into the wind without enough lights. We got back to the boathouse around 9:00PM, totally missing going out for drinks with friends after the boathouse closed.